See the shouting of the bats,
I think he's angry at the bratsk.

He finds it hard to see the love,
Overshadowed by the black truelove.

Who is that running near the lust?
I think she'd like to eat the entrust.

She is but a sea human,
Admired as she sits upon a heumann.

Her dark car is just a desire,
It needs no gas, it runs on entire.

She's not alone she brings a grieve,
a pet wolf, and lots of nieve.

The wolf likes to chase a hate,
Especially one that's in the spate.

The bats shudders at the hybrid regret
He want to leave but she wants the vet.

The Cursed Hybrid

The night was deep, the silvery moon was dotted with the dark blue night sky, and the naughty stars were running around her, chasing and playing. The stars would hold the moon eventually, and the moon would not be lonely tonight.

Just like, Lucifer would hold me again in his arms and my heart wouldn't be weeping in lonliness.

My heart was pounding with joy of seeing jim again. It sounded absurd but I was finally falling for my captor, for the man who had done deeds to turn my world upside down. His reason were preposterous and no excuse could ignore the fact he had successfully demented me but this, this heart of mine couldn't help but warm up of the thought of someone loving me.

Chapter 35